SONG-O-RAMA #3 : Apretá el cassette

01s La burguesía
02c Who Got The Funk?
03r Es como el pan
04r Vanishing Girl
05c Real Emotional Trash
06s Legs of Bees
07r Viajar lejos
08c (White Man) In Hammersmith Palais
09s Beauty of a Broken Heart
10r Citizen
11s Felicidades Vitamina
12c Drink It & Drug It
13c Positive Contact
14s Donde el ladrillo
15r Terms of Psychic Warfare
16c Say You'll Go

Janelle Monáe - Say You'll Go

En mi próximo viaje en Buquebús, cuando esté cruzando el Río de la Plata, pondré play en mi iPod al disco de Janelle, cerraré los ojos e imaginaré (a pantalla completa) ser el doctor Heywood Floyd en viaje hacia el cráter Tyco.

Hüsker Dü - Terms Of Psychic Warfare

Esta canción la escuché hoy por primera vez en toda mi vida. Y me vino a demostrar que cualquier banda que tenga dos diéresis en su nombre, merece ser escuchada.

He dicho.

La Perla Irregular - Donde el ladrillo

Otra saludable manera de nunca olvidar los '70.

Deltron 3030 - Positive Contact

Hank Williams III - Drink It & Drug It

Gabo Ferro - Felicidad Vitamina

I'm happy because I took
this entire bottle of vitamins
I'm happy because I filled
my whole body energy
Happiness is artificial to me
I feel the sun on the corner of the room
to order our photographs
Is mounted in the roof of a port
Outside it is night
Here is day
Happiness is artificial to me
The firm power time release
heart to graze on the lips
The cut nerve of joy
welding with vitamins
I find the much larger home
There are certain parts that I do not remember
Explore a bag, new drawers
old letters in envelopes empty
Cold air suddenly enters the room
You scream my name threw the bottle
Seeds of Happiness on the ground
Quito glass drink the rest of me
Happiness is artificial to me.

Broken Bells - Citizen

This is a day without / A trace of reason / No matter where you turn
And the walls will fall / Affirming nothing / So what's it all about?

Call on a brighter star / Or play your hand as it lays / Wounds always speak too loud

Get along for awhile / Citizen, you will see / How the innocent are bound to the damned
What is, just is, I know / So we're trapped by answers / Love haunts to the end

Are we all to ride / The edge of nothing? / Shake hands if I deny
And if they don't know / Their heart is starving / Cause everyone is right

Get along for awhile / Citizen, you will see / How the innocent are bound to the damned
What is, just is, I know / So we're trapped by answers / Love haunts to the end

From the moment that we're born / Till we're old and tired / Do we ever know people?
From the moment that we're born / Till we're old and tired / Do we ever know people?

Page McConnell - Beauty of a Broken Heart

¿Pueden los tecladistas soñar con discos solistas? El sr. McConnell, de la banda Phish, piensa que sí.

The Clash - (White Man) In Hammersmith Palais

Número 6 
en tu 
Top Five.

Los Pillos - Viajar Lejos

Un baterista que toca parado es un tipo que está preparado para salir rajando en cualquier momento.

A principios de 1990 este tipo, Pablo Esau, y su novia se fueron de vacaciones
al Amazonas.











No se los volvió a ver jamás.

Quién te dice que un día no emerge de la selva liderando una revolución indigenista post-punk ayahuasquera y con ruido a cinta.

Quién te dice.

Fruit Bats - Legs of Bees

Stephen Malkmus & The Jicks - Real Emotional Trash

The Dukes Of Stratosphear - Vanishing Girl

Jonathan Richman - Es como el pan

The Streets - Who Got the Funk?

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It's just a groove...

Mostruo! - La Burguesía